I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

"It's really a nasty case..." Uncle Maori leaned on the seat, looked at the sky when it was no longer raining, curled his lips, and whispered.

"The vacation is over without seeing the female college student."

He was originally just acting as a driver.

At that time, he thought it would be better to watch TV at home on vacation, and maybe he could receive a commission to make more or less beer money.

So at that time I kept thinking about the end of the vacation earlier.

Later, he heard from the garden that he could see beautiful female college students on the tennis court, and suddenly felt that it would be nice to come out occasionally to relax.

The reason why he changed his mind was not because he could see female college students.

He just feels that people have to relax and arrange their work and rest time reasonably.

You cannot spend all your time working and making money.

Even machines need maintenance, how can people keep working?

If Uncle Maori said these things, the people who knew him would definitely not believe it.

But it doesn't matter, he just believes it himself.

To his regret, it rained the day he came, and there was no one on the tennis court except Akashi Hiroto.

I wanted to go again the next day, but something happened that night, and the vacation was forced to end. His plan to watch female college students...the rest was also directly in vain.

How could he not find this case annoying?

However, Shancun Cao naturally didn't know these reasons. While driving the car, he nodded in agreement:

"After all, it was fatal!"

"And this time the truth is still so... how could the mood be better?"

When it comes to this case, he feels a little heavy.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the car was a little dull, Yuanzi said with a smile on his face:

"However,'Sleeping Kogoro' and I, the'Queen of Reasoning' joined forces to solve the case, and the case was resolved in an instant!"

Hearing this, Conan raised his head and looked at the garden next to him, then looked at the uncle Maori in front of him, thinking:

"This time I'm twice as tired as usual..."

In addition to finding clues to reason out the modus operandi and point out the real culprit this time, he also had to figure out how to express it with gestures.

"Fortunately, I recorded the reasoning process." Shancun Cao looked fortunate, as if he almost lost some treasure.

But suddenly he remembered something, the smile on his face disappeared, and he frowned, he sighed:

"It's a pity, I didn't'sleep' at all this time!"

"Otherwise, what I recorded was ['Sleeping Kogoro's Reasoning Show]]."

"This time is at best Mr. Maori's reasoning show!"

"I said... the surface is all one person." Although Guangyou understands the difference between the two, the difference is not that big.

This time Uncle Maori's reasoning is still very reliable.

Although Conan reminded him, except for the random guess, the rest basically guessed what Conan wanted to express.

And quickly connect and combine all the information to form a complete reasoning.

Compared with the previous "Sleeping Kogoro", this time is obviously more reliable.

——After all, Uncle Maori did not reason about it before.

But mountain village fuck doesn't think so.

He wants to see the reasoning of "Sleeping Kogoro" more than the sober Kogoro Moori.

——The kind of sitting and reasoning out the truth is really attractive.

It's like an "easy chair detective":

There is no need to rush around, just sit in a comfortable easy chair and listen to or look at the clues of the murder case to infer the truth and point out the culprit.

However, under the fan filter, Kogoro Mouri is also very attractive when he is sober.

He was very surprised, why in the past, Mr. Maori would "sleep" in the past when reasoning, why not this time?

Are there any specific trigger conditions?

With such doubts, Shancun Cao continued to drive the car.

After the garden said that, the dull atmosphere in the car eased a lot.

There is still something hidden in the heart of the mountain village.

"Why didn't you'sleep' this time?"

The car drove a few tens of meters forward, and the mountain village was a little bit uncontrollable. He glanced at the uncle Maori who was sitting in the passenger car and asked:

"Mr. Maori, how did you fall asleep when you reasoned?"

"Why didn't you'sleep' this time?"

"Do you need any conditions?"

"..." Uncle Maori twitched his mouth when he heard this, clenching his fist, as if a "Tic Tac Toe" appeared on his forehead.

If it weren't for the mountain sportsman who was driving, he would definitely use his best carry shot to let the mountain sportsman experience the feeling of "sleeping".

Although he can't shoot with his back, it does not prevent him from speaking.

He turned his head, looked at the village fuck who was waiting for the answer, and said loudly, "How do I know!"

"Okay." Shancun sighed. He also thought that if he really meets any conditions to "sleep", he will try it next time he has a chance.

But now it seems that I can only give up this idea.

"Why is it'sleeping'?" Guangyou looked at the pity of the village fuck, raised his hand, and deliberately made a gesture of aiming with the watch in front of Conan.

Then he pressed the button and whispered to himself, "That's it."

"As for the conditions, you only need to prepare a watch-type anesthesia gun that can fire an anesthesia needle, and a Conan who needs to borrow Uncle Maori to reason.

"..." Conan glanced at Guangyou who was following his actions. He wanted to complain, but because of a sore throat, he couldn't speak, so he had to give up.

Just as he was about to close his eyes and rest for a while, he suddenly heard Yuanzi asking Xiaolan:

"Xiao Lan, what's wrong?"

"It seems that someone called me last night, but the phone number is not displayed." Xiaolan looked at the missed call on the phone, a little confused.

Is it possible that he called?

Looking at the phone screen, a figure appeared in her mind.

When encountering similar things, the first figure that comes to mind is either a family member, or someone I like or care about.

It is naturally impossible for relatives. Uncle Maori is sitting in front of her. Fei Yingli is still busy with the law firm. They only sent text messages to each other last night.

After excluding these options one by one, the identity of the figure is already ready to be revealed.

"Phone?" Yuanzi recalled, and said, "When you went to wash yesterday, there seemed to be a phone call."

"I remember that call was answered by Conan."

"Phone?" Conan remembered. When Xiao Lan went to wash up last night, there was indeed a call, but it was just someone else's call.

But Xiaolan didn't know. After hearing Conan received the call, she asked urgently:

"Xinyi, is that call from Xinyi?"

"Huh?" Conan raised his head and looked at Xiao Lan, without reacting for a while.

Without giving Conan time to react, Xiao Lan glanced at the expression on Conan's face and said:

"He did it, right?"

"Conan, your expression tells me that the call is a new one."

"???" Conan reacted with a question mark, his expression?

He didn't react just now, where's the expression coming from.

When it comes to expressions, there are only silly expressions.

How did she read that meaning from this expression?

He wanted to shook his head and said no, but before he started doing this, he saw Xiaolan's cheeks reddened, and there was a hint of expectation in her tone of voice, she asked:

"By the way, did the guy Shinichi tell you anything?"

Looking at Xiaolan with this expression, Conan paused.

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